A few days passed in the blink of an eye

The fruits at home were finally sold, and in the end, Zhang Feng's statistics showed that they had sold more than 1.2 million, almost five or six times that of last year.

With such a high income, Zhang Feng's family is very happy, and everyone believes that their future life will definitely get better and happier.

After being busy, Zhang Feng finally became idle, got up early in the morning, practiced gymnastics, and wandered around the village bored.

Walking and walking, I came to the small river at the entrance of the village, at this time a few early tourists were walking on the river beach, and a few little guys in the village, pouting their little buttocks were playing in the mud by the river.

Zhang Feng walked in and took a look,

Wow!!

"Ah, madman, why are you here??" Xiao Shi turned around and happened to see Zhang Feng, and then asked in surprise.

Zhang Feng nodded with a smile and greeted the little ones one by one.

"Hehe, Brother Crazy, look at this is my house, this is my house, here is the duckling's house, here is the ............" Mao Ya stood up, happily grabbed Zhang Feng, and pulled him to introduce his works.

Seeing the little girl with her little head raised and a proud look, Zhang Feng smiled and praised: "Our hairy girl is so good, the house is so beautiful!!"

When Zhang Feng's praise arrived, the little girl was very happy, and her face was full of smiles.

"Hey, this should be my house, right?" Zhang Feng then looked at it, and then asked Mao Ya with a smile.

"Hehe, how do you know about Brother Madman??" Mao Ya piled up seven or eight small houses, so she asked Zhang Feng curiously.

"Isn't this my big cypress tree?" Zhang Feng said to Mao Ya, pointing to a white branch in the castle.

"Hehe, madman, you're amazing!" Mao Yale said happily.

I have to say that Maoya's craftsmanship is good, although the house is crooked, but it is amazing that a three-year-old child can do this.

Even Zhang Feng didn't have such a ability when he was three years old, Zhang Feng was a king of destruction when he was a child, just like a duckling, he either went up to the tree to catch birds or went down to the river to fish all day long, and he never succeeded in building a castle with mud and sand!!

"Crazy brother, look at it, this is the Great Wall I piled up......" Then Xiao Shi also showed Zhang Feng his results.

Zhang Feng looked at it seriously, and then nodded and praised the little guys, and the little stone was also happy, smiling as if he had eaten honey.

In fact, Zhang Feng really didn't see that the small stone pile was the Great Wall, which looked like an earthen wall, with neither a beacon tower nor a city tower, and there was no trace of the characteristics of the Great Wall at all, and even the length of the Great Wall was not reflected.

However, the little guy's creativity is indeed worthy of praise, so Zhang Feng still gave it affirmation.

The remaining little guy is the second egg, and the things he stacks are called a powerful one, all of them are high-tech weapons, tanks, artillery, and even an airplane, of course, the pile is not good, but from the outline, it can still be seen to some extent.

Seeing that the little ones were playing so well, Zhang Feng was also interested, so he squatted on the river beach and played with the little children.

If you don't play, you won't play, if you want to play, you can play big, Zhang Feng is ready to pile up the entire Moon Lake with sand and yellow mud.

It is a small mountain village surrounded by mountains and rivers, with clear lake water to the south and rolling mountains to the north.

The easternmost side is the location of the village committee, and then there is the parking lot in the village, from east to west, a small square, a big banyan tree, a three-hole stone bridge, the houses in the village, and to the westernmost part of the village, is the beautiful courtyard of Zhang Feng's family.

I have to say that Zhang Feng really overestimated himself, he piled up for an hour, and before he was halfway through, he almost gave up.

But when he saw the admiring eyes of the little ones, he gritted his teeth and continued to insist, accumulating soil into a mountain, and slowly piling up the entire small mountain village.

Although the proportions are not 100% accurate, they are generally not far behind, and the little ones who look at them are stunned and admired.

"Wow, madman, you're doing really well!!"

"Brother Madman, you're so amazing, you're just like the real thing!!"

The little ones excitedly pulled Zhang Feng's sleeves and kept shaking.

"Hehe, as long as you do it often, you can do it as well as I do!!" Zhang Feng smiled and encouraged the little ones.

"Really, madman?" Mao Ya asked with a smile when she heard the madman say that he could do so well.

"Of course!" Zhang Feng replied affirmatively.

……

"Brother Crazy, this is my house, right?" Erdan pointed to a hut and asked Zhang Feng curiously.

"Yes, this is your home, this is Xiaoshi's house............"

"Oh, where is my house, Brother Madman??" Seeing that Brother Crazy didn't say where he was, Mao Ya suddenly became anxious.

"Hehe, what a little confusion, don't you see this is your home?" Zhang Feng knocked Mao Ya's little head, and then said,

"Hee-hee, it's really my home, there's a small pier in front of my house!!" Mao Ya said with a smile, she was really happy to find her home.

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"I'll go, Xiaofeng, you really know how to play, and you actually play with children in the mud on the beach?" I don't know when, Uncle Er Niu came over with a smile and said with a playful face.

"Haven't you played? Look at the TV, adults are playing with mud and sand on the beach!" Zhang Feng rolled his eyes and retorted.

"Okay, even if what you say is reasonable!" Uncle Er Niu shook his head with a smile, thinking that Zhang Feng was just a child, and he actually played such a childish game with a child.

"Of course it makes sense, buddy is playing this art, okay??How about you see me make a three-dimensional map of Moon Lake???," Zhang Feng said triumphantly to Uncle Erniu.

"Hey, it seems to be quite similar!!" Seeing Zhang Feng piling up things, Uncle Erniu's eyes shrank suddenly, it was really too realistic, if it weren't for the difference in size and color, Uncle Erniu really thought that there was a hallucination.

Zhang Feng's craftsmanship is really good, he does it like a sand table, not only the size and ratio are well mastered, but even the direction is not bad at all, and it is a miniature version of the panorama of Moon Lake.

"You kid can, you can finish the flowers by playing with mud!" Uncle Er Niu couldn't say in his heart.

"Of course, you don't look at who did it. Zhang Feng said stinkily,

"You kid knows how to pretend to be forced!" Uncle Er Niu shook his head speechlessly.

"Hehe, no, I'm going to take a picture of it quickly, and send it to the circle of friends later, so that everyone can see my masterpiece!" Zhang Feng immediately took out his mobile phone and took a picture of his pile of houses.

"Brother Crazy, there's still mine, and mine!" The little ones saw that Zhang Feng was going to take a photo, and they also shouted to Zhang Feng anxiously.

"Okay, okay, I'll shoot you too!" Zhang Feng smiled, and the works of the little ones were also photographed.

"Hee-hee-......" saw that his pile of things had also been photographed by the madman, and the little ones all had happy smiles on their faces.